What should I do if my rival becomes my cat?

Xia Shangzhou's face immediately burned.

shit...

This kind of plot is so, so crisp!

God, when did you light up such high-end flirting skills? !

"I don't have your male god's heart, but my heart...do you want it?" Qin Han said with a chuckle, his voice was slightly hoarse than usual, as if there was a kind of tactful tenderness.

"...What is your heart?" Xia Shangzhou felt that Qin Han really couldn't hold it anymore if he went on like this, he tried his best to hold back his expression and turned his face away, "It's obviously only 100 yuan! Is your heart Is it only worth 100 yuan?"

Qin Han showed a slightly hurt expression, and lowered his eyes: "...then do you want it?"

"Don't..." Xia Shangzhou snorted, the two of them big men, don't they feel awkward doing this kind of thing?

"Oh," Qin Han raised his eyes, and said with a feeling of disappointment, "Forget it, I'll take it back." As he spoke, he put the 100-yuan heart back into his pocket.

"...It's strange!" For some reason, Xia Shangzhou immediately changed his mouth when he saw Qin Han's disappointed expression, "It's no wonder I said no! Although 100 yuan is not much, it is still money. No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, it's still meat, don't let it go for nothing!" He snatched the 100 yuan broken heart from Qin Han's hand and stuffed it back into his trouser pocket.

Seeing Xia Shangzhou's awkward little expression, Qin Han chuckled and said, "Well, 100 yuan is really short, if I have 100 million in the future, I'll give it to you."

"Why are you giving me 100 million? Are you using 100 million to break 100 hearts?" Xia Shangzhou answered in a strange way, and after he finished, he wanted to hit himself. Why did he act like he was flirting with Qin Han? Woolen cloth?Is he such a casual person?So he hurriedly said awkwardly, "...I'm not your father! You're not my son! Why are you giving me [-] million? Do you honor me?"

Is he such a casually flirting man?

No!

Is he such a straight man who can be easily turned around?

Absolutely not!

Although Qin Han is very handsome, is he so easy to be fooled by beauty?

...this seems to be true.

"If you want, I don't mind folding it slowly," Qin Han said with a smile in his eyes, "after all..."

Although he didn't know what Qin Han was going to say next, Xia Shangzhou's little heart beat twice subconsciously. He couldn't help but feel hot on his face, his earlobes were hot, his heart beat faster, and there was a sound of thumping in his ears. .

"...You are my father." Qin Han said with a chuckle and raised his eyebrows.

Xia Shangzhou: "..."

Xia Shangzhou suddenly remembered that when he didn't know that his family was changing in the leftover shell at the beginning, he had indeed called Qin Han every day his father, father, father...

But this is not the reason for Qin Han to tease him now!

Xia Shangzhou got angry, he turned his head and said, "I won't cut onions for you anymore! Cut it slowly yourself!"

He just took off his pants and Qin Han told him this?

Qin Han sighed softly, and said in a rather helpless tone: "It's fine if you don't want to, do you still have disposable gloves at home?"

As soon as Xia Shangzhou heard the words "disposable gloves", the scene of him rubbing the little Jiji for Qin Han who had turned into a dog leftover with disposable gloves appeared in his mind, and then his whole body was in a state of panic. alright.

In fact, when he was rubbed by Qin Han, he didn't feel much in his heart. After all, what he was facing was still a dog's body. In the previous scene, I suddenly felt anxious, as if he really rubbed something for Qin Han with gloves on.

"...Forget it, seeing that your hand is injured, I'll cut the onion for you." Xia Shangzhou didn't dare to meet Qin Han's gaze, and quickly lowered his head to avoid Qin Han's gaze, because his heart He was a little flustered, so he picked up the kitchen knife in a hurry and chopped an onion.

"Wait a minute..." Qin Han paused, and was about to stop Xia Shangzhou, when he saw Xia Shangzhou's eyes suddenly turned red, and then tears fell down, looking aggrieved.

As for Xia Shangzhou, the moment he cut the onion in half, he smelled a pungent smell, which came straight to his face and penetrated into his nostrils, making him burst into tears instantly.

"Idiot," Qin Han pulled Xia Shangzhou away helplessly, "before cutting onions, you should soak the kitchen knife in cold water for a while or put it in water to cut, otherwise it will burn your eyes, and you still put your face so close ..."

Xia Shangzhou, who was pulled away, looked up at Qin Han, his eyes were red, and his eyes were full of tears. He looked aggrieved and aggrieved. Seeing Xia Shangzhou like this, Qin Han couldn't help laughing.

Xia Shangzhou was already stunned by the onion, but after being ridiculed by Qin Han, he couldn't help becoming angry: "You, why didn't you say it earlier, you must have done it on purpose! qaq"

Seeing Xia Shangzhou's red eyes and furry, Qin Han felt that he was like a fluffy little rabbit, and couldn't help but chuckled again: "... how do I know that you don't know how to pay attention to cutting onions? I thought it was common sense."

Xia Shangzhou was suddenly depressed. He did know before that when he cut onions, his eyes would be burnt, but as a scum who hardly entered the kitchen and his cooking skills were minus five, how could he know how to prevent things like cutting onions? ... What's more, he was thinking about other things just now, and he didn't think about the fact that cutting onions would make his eyes hot, so he was caught unexpectedly.

While Xia Shangzhou was depressed, he was still crying. Qin Han suppressed a smile. He shook his head, stretched out his hand and pulled Xia Shangzhou to the vegetable sink, turned on the faucet, and said, "Rinse with clean water."

Xia Shangzhou obediently lowered his head, stretched out his hand to hold the water in the palm of his hand, washed his face and eyes, and after cooling for a while, the choking feeling disappeared.

"How do you feel?" Qin Han stood next to Xia Chang and said softly.

Xia Shangzhou raised his head and said in a muffled voice, "...it's much better."

Qin Han stretched out his hand to pinch Xia Shangzhou's chin, turned his face to his direction, took a look, and found that Xia Shangzhou had not shed tears except for the red eye circles, so he cut Xia Shangzhou just now. The onion kitchen knife was placed on a vegetable plate, and a little water was placed under the faucet: "Soak it in cold water for a while, and cut it later."

Xia Shangzhou silently stood behind Qin Han, watching Qin Han quickly wash half of the vegetables he had washed before, and then began to pick vegetables with ease, feeling in his heart, "My male god is awesome!" ~" at the same time, he felt a little bit lost, as if for the first time in his more than 20 years of life, he realized that he was such a loser that he couldn't do anything well.

Xia Shangzhou thought, he can't even do small things like chopping onions, so his male god wouldn't dislike him, right?

If Qin Han dislikes him because of this matter, then he, he...

He could only cry and faint in the toilet.

Xia Shangzhou was so depressed that he wanted to squat in the corner and draw circles, but at this moment, Qin Han turned around and was about to open the refrigerator door to get something. He couldn't help raising his eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Xia Shangzhou disliked himself, and said depressedly: "Men...Qin Han, do you think I'm useless? I can't do anything? I can't even do small things like chopping onions..." In fact, it's not that he wants to be hypocritical, but as soon as he thinks that Qin Han is Chun He Shui Han, the male god he has coveted for so long, he can't help but feel ashamed and want to find a place to cry for a while.

It would be fine if he lost face in front of other people like Tang Song, but the problem is that this is his male god!He actually lost face in front of his male god...let him cry for a while＿(:3ゝ∠)＿

"How could that be?" Qin Han paused, and then he said slowly, "Everyone has areas they are good at and areas they are not good at. You are just not good at this... Tang Song told me before that you I've never been in the kitchen, so it's normal for you not to know these things, I just didn't think about it."

Xia Shangzhou suddenly became more depressed: "But it's not that I'm not good at this, I'm not good at anything... I can't do anything except eating." Speaking of this, Xia Shangzhou seems to have lived for 20 years. For the first time in many years, I realized that I was such a useless wood, and I was deeply saddened by my negative five combat value.

Qin Han laughed again, reached out and rubbed Xia Shangzhou's hair, and said, "How could it be, at least..."

When Xia Shangzhou heard Qin Han's words, he immediately became anxious, his little heart was pounding, expecting that Qin Han would tell him something good about him.

"...At least you are quite good at complaining." Qin Han said.

Xia Shangzhou: "..."

...what the hell?

Is it really a compliment to praise someone who is good at making complaints???

Xia Shangzhou suddenly became sad and angry: "I know, I just have no advantages, I can't do anything, I can't even cook, I'm just useless."

Xia Shangzhou said that after living for more than 20 years, it was the first time he discovered that he was such a loser. This discovery was bloody and stung his heart. His heart hurt so much.

Qin Han sighed and said, "Well, since you think so, then forget it."

...Wait, didn't you even give him a word of comfort?

Don't you even want to be perfunctory?

Xia Shangzhou became even more indignant.

"You can't make up for it from the inside, you can only complement it from the outside." Qin Han raised his eyebrows, looked at Xia Shangzhou and said, "Now it seems that you can only find someone who complements you...you If you can’t cook, find someone who can cook.”

Xia Shangzhou froze for a moment, why did the topic change so quickly?Could it be that Qin Han ordered the skill of #我有特别的解决论坛的技术#?

But wait, he knows how to cook, does Qin Han mean...

"For example, Tang and Song Dynasties?" Xia Shangzhou answered in a strange manner.

Qin Han: "..."

A minute later, Qin Han continued to turn around and wash the potatoes.

Xia Shangzhou looked at Qin Han's back silently, scratching his heart and thinking, did Qin Han just... want to talk about himself?

——This is absolutely impossible.

Xia Shangzhou shook his head immediately.

According to Qin Han's previous rhythm, his answer is more likely to be "Little Master of China", "Doraemon", "Rice Cooker" or something...

So on this issue, it is natural to let it go.